London. Love in times of COVID-19

complicated as it is,

frightened as you are,

feverish as I am,

unexpected as it was,

is undeniable:

we’re both exhibiting symptoms.

it’s on

it’s real

and we’re fucked.

something dangerously beautiful has been happening between us

from the start

we’ve shared a bond

so rare, it makes men envious

so strong, it makes women feel insecure

still

although there’s been some time since you and I have last spoken

we’re constantly being dissected

by common minds who simply don’t get it

and as much as it pisses me off,

I don’t blame ’em –

there’s just something about us

even through the distance

and with hundreds of protective masks and guards on

– most of them yours and how precious the moments you’d let them fall –

our magic shines and such fire must be too much for those who haven’t experienced anything like it

(fact: most people won’t, don’t and haven’t)

so after the initial panic is over,

let’s remember to really give these average motherfuckers something

to talk about

 

until then,

I’ll be spending some time in self-quarantine, recovering from this cold

obsessing

evolving

reminiscing

walking around

saving my soul

watching late night shows with no audiences

and watching over you

still

holding on to

the memories of us

as they come

magnified and dramatic, almost cinematic in effect,

fragile like butterfly wings

or curled up around me like puppies

should anything happen,

know

that my life has never been the same since you showed up all of a sudden

feeling like home

boyish

beautiful

misunderstood and a little bit damaged

all eyes and sweetness and rapid mood swings and crocs and laughter and video games and silences

with more meaning to them than words could ever have

everything perfect

everything exactly as it should be (I can only assume)

know

there’s no one else I would rather be a fool for

I’m grateful it’s you

and so proud of us

for having shown those average motherfuckers what these two were really made of

for all of the above and much more

thank you

my one and only,

Purple Socks.

 

Green Eyed Kisses,

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